Best On The Fly Poems

Freight train is moving out; a big black Mally s’ pulling lead
The Mally’s fire s’ getting hot; she s’ belching smoke an’ blowing steam
Her big drivers ah’ drumming out a rolling rhythmic beat
Whistle blowing that lonesome wailing moan; a warning for all to heed

Caught her...

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Outside, the wind blows
 anxious, fidgety, restless howls,
 on a journey, a pilgrimage escaping here
 to cross the earthen sphere.

High above the tree tops
 it glides, then swirls, coasting, stops,
 rustling, rippling, resting,
  with the branches wrestling.

It tugs and pulls at sleeves
 tearing away...

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Please be seated. Thank you. Thank you all for coming. 


We will now observe a moment of silence 
In memory of this Fly that has passed 
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NOW FOLKS! though he Layyys here before us 
It wasn't that loooong ago he sat on my glass...

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